Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 836

Sherilyn had just turned around when she emerged from the guest room, looking like she had freshened up a bit. Her long hair was neatly combed and tied back. Her eyes were bloodshot, a sign of a sleepless night.

"Sherilyn," Gilbert took a couple of steps toward her. "Sophia brought over some breakfast. Would you like to have some?"

"Sure," Sherilyn nodded, saying nothing more.

Overnight, she seemed to have lost weight. Her jawline was sharper, and her eyes appeared sunken.

Gilbert started to say something, but his phone rang.

"Hello?"

It was Caroline.

Turning away to take the call, Gilbert lowered his voice. "Yes, that's right... Okay, understood..."

After hanging up, he turned back to see Sherilyn already sitting at the dining table.

She was hunched over, holding a mug of milk to her lips, looking lost in thought. "Sherilyn."

Gilbert put away his phone and approached her.

Seeing that the milk level had barely changed, he felt a pang in his heart.

"I have something to take care of, need to step out for a bit."

Hearing this, Sherilyn looked up at him with a forced smile. "Got things to do, huh? Well, you better get going then."

"Sherilyn..."

the forced smile on her face, Gilbert hesitated.

smile strained. "Don't

"Alright."

long, meaningful look

did, Sherilyn's expression darkened, her smile vanishing

He was gone.

Just like that.

always, it was up to her alone to take

that call from?

divided, too full of others. The

a deep breath, gulping down the milk

she could rely on was herself, her

...

to get his car, calling Charles on

"It's me."

Gilbert, at

the hospital today. Could you swing by Golden Oak Manor to lend a hand? I can't make it." "Of course, Mr.

got into his car and drove out of the garage, heading

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At Blue Haven.

up, changing into his day clothes in the

"Sir!"

as he stepped out of

the caretaker